The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1887-09-01


imperturbablc gravity, while the speaker
began to dangle his absurd little line in
the water.
"Do you know what that makes me
think of" he continued, in a low tone,
which only Sybil heard. 'It reminds
me of a definition which l once heard
given for fshing-rod-'a stick with
a worm at one end and fool at the
other"
Sybil broke out into merry laugh,
which made Evelyn turn around to sec
what the fun was.
"Won't you try now?" said Mr.. Ar
buthnot. "Thcre are not very many
people at the table,"
EYES," said Evelyn, sweetly; "let us
try now, by all means. Do you know,
Mr.. Arbuthnot, there is to be german
after the fishing, and we ladies have to
fish our partners out of yonder bowie"
"How momentous!" Arbuthnot ex-
claimed. ~ hope heaven may be kind
to me-"
Evelyn smiled at him, and Sybil, hav-
ing sense of being in the way moved
toward the table,
"Come, ladies" cried the youth with
the eyeglass. 'Thcre are as good fish in
the sea as ever yet were caught"
"Allow mel" said Dick Travers,
brother of the hostess, to whom Sybil
had been presented, and she found her.
self in possession of one of the gilded
willow rods, which were gaily adorned
with bows of ribbon.
She cast in her line, and almost i'm
mediately the others were cast along
side.
II am fishing for you, Miss Weir"
said Dick, boldly. II want a good
partner, and You look rs though you
danced divincly."
~ am very fond of it." Sybil said,
modestly; "but don't know much
about the german. I think should be
almost afraid to try"
Evelyn frowncd and bit her lips.
What fool the girl was!
"Why, Sybil" she said, pcttishly.
"You are fishing on my side. l want
that little fat fish. Pm sure he's got
something nice in him."
"You are welcome to him, I'm sure,
said Sybil, abandoning her game very
pleasantly. 'Id rather have that slim
little fellow. Perhaps he hasn't any
thing in him, and then shall be al
lowed to look on"
"Ahap cried Dick, whose skilled
hand had hooked up the. first fish.
"What have We got itFe7' No. II.
ANY, what is No. 17-gentleman's
prizea
"You dance with Miss Irwin" said
Mrs. Bayard putting box into her
brothers hand.
Dick groancd
"Never mind" said Arbuthnot, laugh
ing. 'We are only going to have six
figures. Let us see what you have got. !"
Dick produced very pretty leather
pocket-book, which they were all ad-
miring, when Miss Evelyn's cry Of tri-
umph riveted attention on herself.
'I've got him" she exclaimed, lifting
the fat fish out of the water.
But great was her chagrin when she
found that it contained no prize at all,
and the name of somebody whom she
did not like.
'I'm afraid shall not catch anybody" !"
said Sybil, who found it quite difficult
"You don't go at it right" said Dick.
"Drop your hook down deep, and then
bring it up slowly-this way. Try the
little fellow over there. That's right.
Gently now. There-aha What did I
tell you9 That was we'll done, wasn't it,
Ainsleyr
Excellent" said Ainsley. "open
him-do. / am consumed with curl
osity."
sibyl obeyed, laughingly, expecting
nothing.
'.By JoveY Dick cried, ''she's
hooked the gold ring"
Sure enough, inside of the slim little
fish lay the shining band which every one
coveted.
'It is like the Arabian Nights" she
said in astonishmcat. "How pretty it
is!' And see this French motto inside
Marian femme, l'anne portrait"
''That means you will be married in
year." said Arbuthnot, shilling into her
shy, little, flushed face.
81 don't think that's likely" Sibyl
replied. "But l never dreamed of get
ting the ring. l wonder how l ever
happened to-"
'Thcre is no great mystery, as can
see," said Evelyn, with a disagreeable
laugh. "a brother of Mrs. Bayards
ought to be able to prompt one effect
ively."
"Miss Ogden" said Dick, quickly,
81 hope you do not think that l knew
where the ring wasl"
"Oh, of course not" was the sarcas-
tic rejoinder. "Ah, Captain Clyde, is
this you2 The music is playing. ! sup
pose we may as well go into the ball
room."
Dick Clyde smothered an exclamation
as he turned to Ainsley with a curious
look.
"You have not tished yet" he said
"There is plenty of time" Arbuthnot
answered. "There is Miss Irwin, Dick.
She looks appealing"
You always have your own way,
Ainsley" Dick said, resentfully, and
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